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≠ Dark Places ≠

Moving from Daegu to Seoul had to seriously be the worst decision of his life. Sure, Daegu didn't offer any pleasant job offers but to be completely honest, he'd rather stay there with a shitty job than get a good one and stay... Here. Funny how the city's name is pronounced the same as "soul" while surely enough, it lacks one. Despite the neon lights, the crowds, the moving cars, the noise, everything is still so... Lifeless. So cold. So unpleasant. Taehyung got chills just walking down the street once he'd exited his bus.

He eyed around with pure disgust in his eyes, but hey - think happy thoughts. It'll be fine. He kept lazily walking down the sidewalk, occasionally glancing down at his phone to check if he was heading the right way. He had rented a flat somewhere on the outskirts of the city, since for now he couldn't afford anything bigger, but he really didn't need that much space for himself alone so he didn't mind. He just hoped it wouldn't be as disgusting as the whole city but guess what - it would probably be even worse.

After a stroll that lasted roughly fifteen minutes, he stopped in front of a dark, cold alley with four tall blocks of flats standing strong beside each other in front of what seemed like an old, abandoned school. Everything was so much more lifeless here and once he stepped a feet into the alley he began regretting his decision about moving here even more. He gripped the handle of his huge bag even tighter than before and took a deep breath, before walking over to block with the rusty number three hanging loosely on the door - it looked as if it was going to fall off any minute, but thankfully he didn't have to knock, as there was a doorbell that he hesitantly pressed.

— Yes? — A rather deep voice rang throughout the small speaker. It was oddly... Kind, if he could say so. He awkwardly cleared his throat before beginning to speak.

— Hello, um... My name is Kim Taehyung. I rented a flat here.

— Oh, that's right! Please come to room number twenty one and I'll tell you everything you need to know.

With that the voice quieted down and a small buzz was heard, signalling that the door just unlocked. Taehyung pushed it open and entered, looking around for a short moment. There were two staircases in front of him and a dark, wooden door on his right marked with the silver number twenty one. Well, it surely looked way better than the entrance.

He was just about to knock on the door when it swung open and he had to step back to not get hit. Jesus Christ, seems like the resident had lots of energy, huh-

— Hello! Please, come in — The man invited with a soft smile painted on his rosy lips. He was quite tall, had blonde colored hair and dark eyes. His skin was a little tanned, his lips were plump and shoulders broad. He was dressed in a loose, white shirt unbuttoned a little by his neck, well-fit blue ripped jeans and black elegant shoes. He was handsome; very handsome, in fact. Taehyung gave him a little smile at the invitation and entered the room once the man stepped aside to let him do so. He seemed quite friendly, so the boy wasn't so nervous anymore. He took a seat by the small wooden table that stood in the middle of the room, the man closing the door behind them.

— Would you like something to drink? Tea? Coffee maybe? — The man asked with a warm smile, which Taehyung returned but shook his head a little.

— No no, but thanks for your offer — The boy spoke, at which the taller man nodded and took a seat across from him by the table.

— My name is Kim Seokjin, it's a pleasure to meet you in person. I've already prepared documents for you, so you just need to fill them up and hand over payment for this month. You already know the price, right?

Taehyung nodded his head, slipping an envelope out of one of his bags, handing it over to Seokjin who peered inside and nodded in approval, slipping it aside carefully. Then, he handed a pile of papers to the younger along with a pen, so that the redhead could start filling it all out while they talked.